Novel & Cerita Denki Kaminari Shirtless

"Do you not need to bandage it? Is there no need to apply an ointment of some sort?" "I heal faster than others, I do not need anything to assist me. I simply mustn't wear a shirt my chest must be uncovered for the rest of the day." "That works for me." I teasingly smirk up at him and he flashes his canines at me playfully understanding what I am hinting at. If it were up to me I would forbid him to wear a shirt for the rest of his life but he already gathers too much attention with just his appearance and aura if he were to be shirtless most of the time it would cause unimaginable chaos among females.

’ Rieka licks her lips in my mind. “Get some damn clothes on Kenji before Jamari starts a fight with the three Fates over looking at you.” Remiel growls from his place in front of Kenji, a pair of shorts appearing in his hands that he tosses behind him. Kenji catches the shorts with his right hand and quickly pulls them over his legs, covering his delicious cock from the woman’s eyes. ‘His perfectly chiseled, gorgeous chest is still exposed to those women’s eyes.’ Rieka points out, causing my brows to furrow.

[Gia’s POV] As we entered back into the bedroom, The sharp and sexy looks of my mates took my breath away. Damen is dressed in dark faded and very well fitted jeans, with a button up white dress shirt, and a dark jacket. His top buttons are left undone and show off his strong neckline, including my bite mark. Sam has a formfitting charcoal suit, with a satin-like fitted t-shirt under his unbuttoned blazer. Max, with his hot bed hair that lays wildly past his ears, has on dark slacks that show off his well sculpted ass, and a fitted black t-shirt which allows his tattoos on his arms to dance when his muscles reflexively tighten.

To relieve myself with this… stunning photo. I scrolled, not wanting to fall deeper into the temptation. The third message was a video. She was fully dressed this time. Wearing a faded denim shirt, the front zipper runs down the center, allowing the neckline to be adjusted. I found it interesting because the zipper went in the opposite direction from a normal one. Starting from the top, rather than the bottom. Cherry had it riding up so it revealed her belly button and stomach, but kept her breasts hidden. There were no sleeves, and it had a high collar that was wrapped around her neck.

The eight-pack abs were firm and alluring, with droplets of water lingering on his neck, streaming down his chest, gliding over his abs, and disappearing into the towel. Kane raised an eyebrow, feeling confident, attempting to observe every expression on Lani's fair face. However, his self-assuredness in his allure came crashing down when Lani, with a puzzled look, asked, "Why aren't you wearing a shirt? It's chilly in the autumn, and you're just strolling out with a bath towel. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

He gives her a dap and a bro-hug. "It just keeps getting weirder and weirder." I think. He's shirtless, in nothing but grey camo knickers, the white waistband of his underwear peeking through to say hello. Amanda doesn't even flinch, she returns the hug as if she hugs sweaty boys for a living. Then finally, it's my turn.

she asks, concerned. Sunny takes a deep breath and finally musters the courage to speak up. "Take your shirt back off." Kim's eyes widen in surprise at Sunny's unexpected request as she says, "I knew it. I can read a room." She then slowly takes off her shirt. Kim then takes off her bra , exposing her bare chest. The air in the room becomes charged with anticipation as Sunny's heart races. They lock eyes, their connection growing lustful and intense. The moment hangs in the air, heavy with desire and the promise of something more. Time seems to stand still as they both silently acknowledge the unspoken invitation, their bodies yearning for the intimacy that awaits them.

Facing the fridge, shirtless. The crystal chandelier at the center shone on him, making him glow under it. “Speak of the devil,” I cursed under my breath. As I walked closer, I couldn’t help but gawk at the sight before me. He was shirtless with long joggers that started from his waistline. His ripe, broad shoulders and muscled back gleamed under the chandelier. “It looks so juicy and yummy. I wonder what it will feel like to rub my hands on it.” An inner voice in my head kept dropping silly, perverted thoughts in my head.

There were no guards in the hallway, of course, for the privacy reasons of the family. I thought he left yesterday. What the hell was he doing there? Maintaining our eye-contact, we stepped closer to one another. Finally, we stopped at a hand’s distance from each other. I smiled, “greeting alpha Hikari.” He peered at me with an unruffled face. He was wearing a black shirt and pants with a white belt and shoes. A white kimono coat with wind patterns on the back and on its long sleeves fluttered around him while he strutted.

And this made my pussy clenched again at the memory of his long, thick cock. Without even bothering to clean myself up, I slipped on the oversized white shirt Kai had given me to wear earlier on before leaving to go and get us our breakfast meals. It barely covered my soft ass. I was in no bra and didn’t even bother to look for any panties either. And my hard nipples too poked obviously against the thin fabric, and anyone who might look closely into the shirt would definitely see the cum still slowly leaking down my inner thighs and the person might as well see my hard nipples as well because they were really out and standing inside the dress. I looked at myself closely in the mirror for a s